You are all my wings!

Her eyes were defiant, giving off a "I've already started this, so what?" look.

Hasn't she realized the crucial issue yet?

“Magical, have you ever thought that you would be in a better situation if you hadn’t tried this? You know, by trying this, you’ve essentially given yourself to me.”

Leon shook his head and chuckled, pointing out the most confusing aspect of Machiru's actions.

"Hmph! You just got lucky! Normally, you should be the one becoming my slave, not the other way around! Damn it!"

Speaking of this, Maggie Lu also got angry.

“Maquilu, I won’t allow you to call yourself dog shit.”

"Bullshit! I meant you got incredibly lucky!"

"Alright, let's get back to the main topic. What other information do you know? Tell us everything."

"No, that's all. I've told you everything I know."

"Alright, I'm going to meditate now. If you remember anything you forgot to say, please let me know. As a reward, next time we distribute monster meat, I'll specially grill the best-tasting one for you."

This reward made Machiru's heterochromatic eyes light up:

“My dear and respectable master, I will tell you anything that comes to mind, since you have cooked such a delicious meal.”

"Then I hope you can do it."

Lyon turned and went to Britta's vicinity, ate a few bites of eagle jerky, and began to meditate.

Although this was quite far from the ancient monster scenes he wanted to see, since he had found out from Machiru's statement that studying with Britta would be more efficient, he decided to give it a try.

After all, besides him, Timia, this uninvited guest, was also intentionally or unintentionally standing four or five meters away from Britta, admiring the murals.

Strangely, however, when he sat down to meditate, Timia quietly approached him.

Leon was speechless. Was this guy planning to mess with him while he was meditating?

Judging from her flirtatious manner just now, it's hard to say what her purpose was.

Sigh, it's troublesome when a man is too charming.

He sighed and took a few steps away from Timia.

With Britta by my side, I'm sure she won't cause any trouble, but just in case, I still need to keep a safe distance so I can run away at any time.

Unexpectedly, Timia came closer again.

"Brother Lyon, do you hate me that much?"

Her soft, gentle voice came through.

So you've changed your address to "young man" so quickly? Where did "Your Excellency" go?

Lyon coughed lightly:

"Lady Timia, didn't you want to see the sacred murals?"

"What's wrong with taking a little time? After all, I just want to chat with a distinguished young talent like you. Is that not allowed?"

Timiya drew closer again, her intense charm overwhelming.

Her steps swayed slightly, her rounded thighs were faintly visible under her close-fitting clothes, and her peach-shaped buttocks bounced with her slight turn of the body.

At this moment, both Britta and Iris were in meditation, clearly having entered a special state of resonance, and were unable to perceive that Leon's situation was 'worrying'.

"I am merely a lowly second-tier mage, unworthy of such praise from you, Madam."

Lyon was exasperated. Why was this guy targeting him?

Is it really just because she's captivated by her own face?

“You’re too modest, young man Lyon. There aren’t many outstanding young people like you in the capital. Look, I even had my brother, the Marquis of Rhine, leave for you. You should understand my intentions, right?”

Timia's words are becoming increasingly bold.

"Lady Timia is joking. You are definitely trying to uphold the authority of the Holy Maiden. It has nothing to do with me."

That statement could be interpreted in many ways, and it had quite a few flaws, so Leon certainly couldn't just casually respond to her.

Timiya got closer and closer.

Lyon retreats again.

Oh no, it seems we can't retreat any further. The sacred mural is right behind us, and if we touch it, we'll be bounced away like Mark did last time, which would be embarrassing.

It seems that when faced with an attack, we still have to respond with an attack!

Chapter 149 Madam, please have some self-respect!

Leon first sidestepped, using the Shadow Step technique to quickly escape Timia's vicinity and arrive four meters away.

I originally wanted to get closer to Britta and try Machiru's method, but now that things have come to this, I can forget about having a pleasant meditation until I deal with Timia first.

Leon cleared his throat and said:

"Lady Timia, what exactly is your purpose? Just say it directly. There's no need to beat around the bush."

Timia smiled slightly and said:

“Brother Lyon, you’ve misunderstood. My purpose for you is very simple; I have no other hidden motives.”

"Is this what Madam meant by 'chatting'?"

"Of course, we'd like to chat, but wouldn't just chatting be boring? So, some fine wine would be best. And since we're going to drink, we should choose a nice setting, right? For a nice setting, my manor would be best. I've meticulously prepared it for many years, with the best view, the best garden, and the most spacious bed. How about it, young Lyon, are you interested?"

Timiya's voice became increasingly soft and sweet, with a gentle, bubbly sound between each syllable.

"Madam, please have some self-respect! I'm sorry, but I'm not particularly interested in these things. I just want to spend more time admiring the sacred murals. After all, these are relics of ancient gods. If we were to engage in idle chatter here, it would be disrespectful to the gods."

Lyon once again firmly refused.

At this point, Timia's expression changed slightly.

Previously, her eyes were gentle, sweet, and charming; now, they subtly carry a hint of authority.

It seems she's planning to resort to force if soft tactics don't work.

It's a wonder she's so bold; she actually dared to poach someone from Britta's side while she was meditating.

Leon noticed the fleeting, sharp look in Timia's eyes, a thought flashed through his mind, and he smiled:

"However, on the other hand, the ancient gods have been in hiding for so many years, it's hard to say whether they will pursue our disrespect. To be honest, I'm quite interested in the rumors about the lady's past. I heard that when she was young, she was the most beautiful woman in the capital?"

Timia was slightly taken aback. Why did the other party suddenly bring up the topic again after just refusing?

"That's right, I didn't expect you to know me, I'm really happy about that."

Timia moved closer again and tentatively touched the back of Leon's hand.

This time, Leon didn't dodge. Instead, he suddenly clenched his hand and grabbed Timia's soft, white hand with lightning speed.

By gripping her hand tightly, Leon immediately assessed her basic strength.

As a seasoned fifth-tier expert, she was slightly stronger than me in terms of strength, but it seemed to be a natural increase, as there was no trace of her having trained in combat skills.

In other words, Lyon is the clear winner in terms of skill and power.

"Lady Timia, please forgive my rudeness."

The moment Leon grasped her hand, he sensed her general attributes and, without hesitation, grabbed her with his other hand as well, then reversed her grip, firmly capturing Timia's hands.

She asked in astonishment, "What are you doing?"

She seemed surprised that Lyon would dare to attack her in this setting.

Is she really not afraid of offending her, a fifth-level senior mage, and forcing her to cast a spell?

However, Timia quickly regained her composure.

Although she was captured by Leon, it didn't mean she was powerless to resist.

With her rank and magical proficiency, she can cast intermediate spells without using her hands or chanting.

She could threaten Leon at any time if she wanted to, and cast a protective spell on herself.

However, being caught like this didn't feel so bad, so she wanted to see how Leon would explain it.

If she doesn't explain it well, she'll have an excuse to do more.

"Lady Timia, I'm sorry, you don't think I'm just a mage, do you? In fact, I have also been practicing combat skills, but since my main profession is a mage, I accidentally practiced them incorrectly, which led to some minor problems."

"What's wrong?"

"That is, once an unfamiliar person gets close, the body will move on its own and capture the other person."

Lyon smiled:

"If we didn't get along, I would have just thrown her out. But right now I'm only holding onto Madam Timia and not doing anything else. It's clear that my body isn't that resistant to Madam Timia. As expected, Madam is extraordinary."

Timia was speechless. What kind of reason was that?

It sounds obviously made up.

She looked at Karl, who was watching from a distance, and asked:

"The one with the rough looks, yes, that's you. Don't look at your neighbor, I'm calling you. Is what Leon just said true?"

Carl was taken aback by what he heard, then shouted:

"Your Excellency Lady Timia, Lyon is definitely lying!"

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the other knights standing nearby changed slightly.

"Oh?"

Timia turned to look at Lyon, her eyes revealing a sense of certainty.

Her keen eye and intelligence network are not just empty words.

With so many knights under Britta's command, which one didn't yearn for her?

Lyon, an outsider strategist, is so highly regarded by Britta; surely some people will be jealous of him.

Of these people, Karl was undoubtedly the most famous and had the most distinctive behavioral characteristics.

He must also be the one most jealous of Lyon.

Timia was acutely aware of this.

"Tell me, what lie did he tell?"

“Reporting to Lady Timia, Lyon’s problems go far beyond what he’s said! In fact, he’s not just bad at dealing with people he doesn’t know well; if someone close to him gets too close at the wrong time, he’ll grab them and throw them away! Look at me, Madam, I have quite a few bruises on my body, all done by that rascal Lyon!”

Carl looked furious.

The people around him were also stunned, both surprised and surprised that Karl could be so tactful.

Timia's smile froze instantly.

Lyon then gave a timely, embarrassed look, as if to say, "Stop talking."

Then, he immediately let go and apologized:

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Timia, I did conceal some of the facts."

Timia's stiff smile quickly returned, and she smiled gently:

"Not bad, Lyon seems to know how to win over his friends. Someone I've known for less than two weeks is actually willing to risk offending me to defend you. I'm really fascinated by that."

"Winning over a friend? Is Madam referring to Karl? That kid is ruthless, actually betraying me to my face!"

Lyon pretended to be stupid.

"Alright, I'm in a good mood now, so I won't pursue your issue today. Go and admire your sacred murals."

Timia waved, signaling Leon to leave.

Lyon felt a chill run down his spine. Should he let it go today?

Does that mean there will be more trouble tomorrow?

Just how boring is this woman?

Lyon breathed a sigh of relief, finally receiving a promise that there would be no more trouble today.